Dracula has finished his eternal life. He had a son, a fledgling; not in claim to take his place as the King. This fledgling is one of the favorites of Dracula, he was young, strong, and is well trained in catching his prey while not getting too involved within the human world. But, yet, there is always the point where a vampire's morals with humans are broken by one human that exceeds the rest in personality, or yet, they aren't any more human than the vampire is.
Since Dracula has been gone, the new King has been living up to his name. They say the young always out live and out perform the next generation to come, and that is exactly what this fledgling did, he became the new age of the vampires, the age of the Black Fear. The present day live in this fear, for the vampires have grown in numbers, and their blood has adapted to the myths of killing the vampire, they live like us humans, just, they feed for eternally.
"Mama, where are we going," I asked as I was dragged from the house with all my important necessities in a bag over my shoulder. I was now the age of 16 and the Black Fear has lasted for five years now, but we lived in a small town away from the larger cities were the vampires grew. But that freedom was now gone, we were trying to escape to the west were no vampire dare go for some strange odd reason, but the vampires were on our tail now. Somehow we had attracted the King himself to move with them. "Mama," I yelled, she was now looking over the cliff to the oceans edge.
"Sorry, Kagome," she was panicked stricken, father was dead now, he had been for two years and she was insane, I kept her in reality for a short while. "Sorry," she repeated before she fell back, off the edge and into the black frozen water below.
I couldn't move for fear overtook me; Mama just killed herself, left me here alone. The town was up in flames, and vampires were closing in, the King himself was here. I turned to face the flames, and was stopped, the King stood with his followers besides him, showing his fangs at me in a cruel smile. I moved a step as my fear was replaced with rage, and I fully turned to face them. I watched from the corner of my eyes, almost like slow motion, as two of the followers moved behind me to prevent me from a painless suicide my mother so willingly took. One reached to grab me, I blocked his advance, and then both came at once to hold me down on my knees. One was holding my head down and the other holding my shoulders down and stepping on the backs of my legs.
My head was jerked up, and I stared right into the red eyes of the King. His beauty was unbelievable, and miraculous. He was tall, around six and a half feet, he wore modern clothes, jeans and a black shirt that highlighted his silver hair that shone in the moonlight and fire's glow, his eyes were blood red, but if his eyes were not hard and cold, you would never have guessed he was such an evil man. I growled, and spat at him, "Go to hell and stay there," I stated, my fear was gone.
He used his other hand to wipe away the spit on his nose, then his grip on my head increased. 'I won't scream, I won't scream,' I repeated. The King loved the cries of pain, the whole town echoed in his pleasure. The pressure seemed to dull out, I felt lightheaded, and hoped he would just crush my head and end it all, but the pressure receded. I moaned as I was jerked up to my feet to stand, my legs wobbled, but I kept them up, I was going to fight everything they placed on me. 'Don't give in,' I yelled, screamed in my mind as the King gently caressed my face, he was trying to trick me with seduction, 'but it won't work, not on this girl' I almost laughed.
Suddenly he slapped me; I felt blood trickling down my check and lower lip. He used one of his clawed hands to hold up my chin and gently licked away the blood, then nipped to draw more from my lip. He quickly stepped back, like he had drunken some foul tasting poison then hastily ordering some followers. "Take her back," his smooth deep voice ordered out as he disappeared. The vampires laughed behind me, before slugging me over one of the shoulders and taking off, my breath was knocked away and my skull was pounding, then darkness surged my eyes.